Spring scenery in the fields

Chapter 377 Marriage

When Li Chunhong came out of the house, Wang Erfeng called her and motioned her to come over.

Li Chunhong asked in confusion: "What's wrong? You're so mysterious."

She pursed her lips and said, "Isn't your guy coming out today?"

"No, I asked him this morning if he was going out for dinner, but he just turned his head away, which means he couldn't come out. It's better that he doesn't come out, so we don't have to ask people to move him out. I closed the door, so out of sight, out of mind."

Zhou Xiaoyu sighed: "What a shameless father! After all, the daughter is his own child, but he didn't even come out to see her when she got married."

"He won't come out. If he wants to stay in the house, then he can stay there. I'm afraid he'll come out and cause trouble."

All four of them looked at her.

Li Yujiao asked, "Aunt Li, Uncle Xiaoxian won't come out to cause trouble, right? If he makes a big scene and people tell everyone about it, he'll lose face and be laughed at."

Li Chunhong sat down and helped to fold the vegetables: "You don't know what he is like. He doesn't care what others think of him. Since he broke his leg, he has never left home."

"It's not because he was afraid that others would say he was lame, but because his leg was completely broken and he couldn't walk. It was not easy for him to go to the toilet with a stick, and he fell in the toilet several times."

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. I still have to keep an eye on him, for fear that he might cause trouble."

Zhou Xiaoyu comforted him, "It shouldn't happen. Don't worry about your daughter's affairs. We will also keep an eye on him and won't let him out."

Ji Wenhe cut the meat into thin slices, placed them on a plate, put the pork shanks into a large pot, and poured water into it to cook.

Turning around, he asked, "Aunt Li, where is your winter melon?"

"It's in my woodshed. Wait, I'll get it for you."

"If you have a few big ones, one is enough, but if you have small ones, two are enough."

She nodded: "Then I'll bring you two."

"it is good."

Wang Erfeng put down the dishes in her hands and said, "I'll light the fire. Oh, Wen He, I'll bring some dried radish tops over. You can soak them in water. I forgot about them. They're in the basket next to the jar."

Ji Wenhe looked over and said, "I see."

The dishes are all wild vegetables dried at home, such as dried winter melon, dried beans, etc.

Eight dishes in total.

When Li Chunhong came in with two winter melons, she asked her, "Aunt Li, where is your black flour? Make the pancakes first."

"It's in the little vat in the corner. See if there's enough black noodles. If not, I'll go to your house and buy a few more pounds."

He walked over, opened the lid, and took out the black noodles: "That's almost enough, put some wild vegetables in."

"Then you can add more wild vegetables. My family dried a lot of wild vegetables this year, as well as beans. There are plenty."

"Okay, I'll see what happens."

When there was a banquet in the village, there was no such thing as eating enough, and it was common to go back hungry.

Farmers do heavy work all year round and have big appetites. If they were asked to eat their fill and go home, a table of ten people and twelve dishes would not be enough, and eighteen dishes might not even be enough.

Part of the reason is that there are so few dishes on each plate.

Shen Qingdai came out of the house and saw that her mother was not there. She asked in confusion, "Aunt Zhou, Aunt Li, where is my mother?"

"Your mother is lighting a fire behind the stove."

Wang Erfeng turned her head: "What's wrong?"

"Mom, I'm going back. You can eat here at noon."

"Qingdai, you stay here, I'll be back soon."

Shen Qingdai shook her head: "No, I'm going back to embroider my purse. Mother, you stay here. Aunt Zhou, Aunt Li, my two sisters-in-law, I'm going home."

Several people nodded.

Li Chunhong looked behind the stove and said, "Erfeng, can your Shen Liao be married this year?"

"How would I know? I was thinking of getting married by the end of the year, and asking him to come back in the middle of next month to see her first. I'll feel at ease if I can see her sooner, and I'll let Qingdai see her later."

"Don't be in a hurry, just take your time to see each other."

She responded and said she was not in a hurry, but she was very anxious in her heart.

"Li Chunhong, Li Chunhong, come in." Shen Xiaoxian called her from inside the house.

Li Yujiao looked outside and asked, "What did Uncle Xiaoxian call you for?"

She dropped the food in her hands and clapped her hands: "Either drink water or go to the toilet."

Sure enough, when she went in and asked, she found out that he wanted to go to the toilet.

Ji Wenhe stood at the kitchen door, looking at her curiously. He saw her take out a wooden basin from somewhere and bring it into the house. Then she came out, closed the door, and spoke to them.

"He doesn't even come out to the toilet now."

Zhou Xiaoyu opened her eyes wide: "You can poop in the house too."

Li Chunhong shook her head: "That's not the case. I despised him for defecating in the room and didn't want to pour it out for him. That's it. I didn't even want to help him."

If there was no other way, I wouldn't bother with him.

Not long after, Shen Xiaoxian called her again in the room.

Ji Wenhe turned and went into the kitchen without looking outside again.

Cut and prepare the vegetables, wait for the bone soup in the pot to cook, then pour the chopped winter melon into the pot and simmer over low heat.

Cooking in a wok outside.

When the time came, Shen Wanqing's husband came to pick her up in a donkey cart.

Ji Wenhe covered the pot and stood at the kitchen door looking at her husband. He was not very tall, less than 1.75 meters, and had a simple and honest face, and was polite and courteous.

The villagers were watching the fun from the sidelines, and he greeted them one by one, and asked those he didn't know what his name was.

Wang Erfeng sat behind the stove and shouted, "Wen He, I'm using a high fire, don't let the food get burnt."

"Here I come." She turned back quickly and asked, "Aunt Wang, is it rare to hire someone to play trumpets during weddings in our village?

"Yes, it's not cheap to invite them over. It costs a lot of money. They are usually in the town. There are not many families in the village who can hire trumpet players."

He tilted his head and asked, "If your Wenshan and Yuanshan get married, you plan to hire a trumpet player."

Ji Wenhe nodded: "I have this idea, but I haven't decided yet."

Zhou Xiaoyu at the door took over the conversation: "Aunt advises you not to invite them. It costs several hundred coins to invite them over, and some cost several taels."

"You'd better buy more things for the girls with that money, or give them more gifts. It's not worth inviting them over. Don't waste that money. Buy some food and eat it. It's much better. You can still look good when you wear it."

Wang Erfeng agreed: "Your Aunt Zhou is right. It's not worth spending that money. Sometimes, don't be too concerned about face. It would be better to buy some meat to eat."

Ji Wenhe replied: "When the time comes, ask Yuanshan and Wenshan and let them decide. If they want to take a leave, then they can come. If they don't want to, then they can take out the money and buy some more things for the girl."

Outside, the groom took the bride away, and the noisy noise in the yard suddenly stopped.

Wang Erfeng looked at Li Chunhong who had just come in and said, "Let's go."

She nodded with red eyes: "Let's go."

"Don't cry. Wanqing is married nearby. She can come back whenever she wants."

"When she left, I felt empty inside. There's one less person at home. When the two younger ones get married, the family will feel even emptier."